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a dim wood-paneled stair leading to the ladies’ rooms, candle-lit.
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leaves, starlings and other words fall into thickets of orange or green grasses or tendrils or snakes
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“And what kind of man would prefer all these dusty old books to my physical form? Who would memorize archaic incantations, when he could be whispering in my ear? Why search for the ancient splendors of metaphor, when one could be searching for the ...
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You left paint and blood smeared on the wall.
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Your father, his father, and his before that, your mother, her mother, and all the way back have kept a tradition by chance or by will to each have a baby (or several) until…
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Frank kept looking over at Michiko’s loft.
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When people drastically change everything about themselves repeatedly, don't they eventually just end up alienating everyone?
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...bush tail beside him his closest comfort next to the genes...
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Sit down at night and stare into the fire. Consider if Cupid is just another liar.
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He bought damaged and used sex dolls online.
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In that time when the trunk was getting cleared out and when it became only the empty shell of what had once been so important, many things hit the match. She burned an old black negligee, a picture competing with the likes of a Vargas girl and other thin
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you'd do him more of a favor to kill him, than place upon him the burden of such an abrupt change in travel plans.
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The laptop has ruined the sanctity of the library. And so I get up and go see Queen Jane.
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My stories are ramshackle; they lurch along in old sweaters with holes and missing buttons, drinking from mismatched cups and saucers.
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I reach out and grab a can of soup with each hand and spin them around to dive into this much-heralded sodium situation. It's a landslide. I almost smile as I put low sodium back and continue to hold tightly onto regular.
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Ok American dogs. Here my first story I wrote when I only two days old! Then evil moderator delete me and story go away. Now I three days old. I try to remember.
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“The window is a much better place to read,” she said.I wasn't aware she was talking to me, at first. In my typical manner, I was thinking about far off possibilities and realities completely detached from my own. Yet, here she was, a far off…
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The trouble with alarm clocks is naturally that they are miserable. And their curse is that their misery is useful: we employ them because we want to get away from them. But we would never have one as a friend.
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—Strip down to your shorts. Put on this gown, open to the rear.
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soft voices singing somewhere in the black back of
rising tensions crashing with the waves...
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Cooking dinner for one in a city that isn’t my home. A beautiful city that I’m slowly losing interest in, just as I become a local. In a tiny apartment set in the most realistic part of town, I’ve turned the music up loud to drown out my thoughts.
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Anatoly Gringovitch sat in the police car returning him to the Opera House.
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One can’t predict the final cadence of one’s life.
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No excerpts for you. Next!
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The last chick in the nest
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Grayson Warren is living the American Dream: a 15-year career as a city cop, a great wife and two kids. And then one day his dream turns into a nightmare.
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I'm in the boardroom, downtown in San Francisco. I don't even remember showing up for work today. I hope they fire me, just like they fired Bill. Well not exactly like that, that was awful. He was caught downloading a phenomenal amount of…
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While watching the ever-present crowds
passing by on my insides, I noticed,
by accident, a man smiling
who might have been me, not sure.
Maybe I’m eating soap
for the first time, because I am
either frothing or foaming
at the mouth.
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